Return of the Slovenly

Son is home for the summer from college. He’s been here less than 24 hours. He doesn’t just arrive, he explodes as he comes in the door.  Below are just 2 of the previously tidy spaces his valuable possessions have invaded.

I went to Costco last week and stocked up, in anticipation of His Hungriness.  He enthusiastically surveyed the larder and said, “So, how long did you want this food to last?”

Right now, I’m annoyed and scared for my bank account. I’ll need to re-read this when the house is too quiet in September.

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